1989: Birth. Los Angeles. A hospital run by nuns.
1990: Moved. San Diego. An apartment next to a two-story McDonalds.
1995: Kindergarten. Witnessed a classmate color a sheep on white paper. With white crayon.
1996: Got a (then skinny) cat.
1997: Start of grade school. Nearly shit her pants because she was too shy to ask to go to the bathroom.
1999: Sucked at mathematics. Did not suck at penmanship.
2001: Sixth grade promotion. Wore a pretty red dress... that another girl wore, too.
2002: Discovered design. Life is gone changed.
2003: Became a drama geek. Wore long socks with ridiculously hideous pants that were a hybrid of highwaters and capris.
2004: Started AP classes. Tried to "avoid plot summary" for the next three years.
2007: Rejected from art programs for multiple colleges. Accepted into college of top choice. Otis.
2008: Left Otis. Went through a semi-rough patch. (No alcohol or drugs involved.)
2009: Started freelance designing. Accepted as an intern for a prestigious design blog. Started writing. Got busy.
2010: Accepted as an intern for a creative company. Received new creative projects. Became more inspired than ever. Got even more busy.
Semi-Present: Still not sucking at penmanship. Still designing. Still writing. Still studying. Still busy. Still owns a now morbidly obese cat.
Right This Moment: Most likely working. Definitely not resting. Definitely inspired. All while the cat eats.